Moment Supreme Poem by Madrason .
Moment Supreme
Moment Supreme
The game begins
and balls that roll
controlled by canes
with purple heads
and lips on zero
blow the calcium off
masculinity
the hands lingering
the fingers sway
a soft display
a decrescendo
-and longing sighs-
the tension rises
when she surprises
them all, up rises
a small frail femme
who tamed
those frantic men.
Madrason 27-06-2014
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